Sia's PoV
One week later:
I rolled to the side of my bed lazily leaving the duvet aside as I watch the digital watch on the side table.
12:01 A.M.
Huh. Happy nineteen to me.
As a person who has always been so excited about her birthday, preplanning weeks before and always having plans with my limited friends about bringing it in, I sure was disinterested this time.
On the side of that digital watch, my phone rang showing Eva's name up, but I took in no efforts in picking it up.
I had been locked up in my house for a week now with not so much as peaking out of my window. I hadn't spoke to Daisy since a week. Or Caleb.
Or.. Cole.
I frowned getting up and wearing my house slippers, leaving my phone in my room as I walked outside. I wondered if those three even remembered it was my bi
